Four Ninth Level God Kings against one Ninth Level God King. The disparity between the two sides was plain to see.
Zhu Mu believed Ying Cang was at a disadvantage. He fixed Ying Cang with a dark stare.
"Given your talent, I'll give you one more chance to choose. My patience is limited. If you insist on being stubborn, you can die alongside Jiang Ping An!"
Ying Cang answered Zhu Mu with a streak of Sword Qi.
Ying Cang raised his sword and swept it across. The radiance of his Sword Qi lit up the ancient heavens.
Zhu Mu immediately released his Soul Power, condensing it into a shield before him.
Bang!
The Sword Qi struck the shield, unleashing a storm of energy. The Sacred Blood Tribe's buildings collapsed with a roar.
The Sword Qi was powerful, but the shield held.
The next instant, a golden spear appeared behind the shield and struck Zhu Mu at tremendous speed.
Pfft!
Zhu Mu failed to dodge in time. The spear pierced his body, sending black blood spraying.
The weapon Ying Cang wielded best was not the Divine Sword, but the spear.
He had used the Divine Sword first only to create an opening for his surprise attack.
Furious, Zhu Mu thrashed his many arms.
"You bastard! If you refuse to see sense, then die! Attack together and kill him!"
Terrifying Soul Power erupted from Zhu Mu. It took the shape of Divine Swords and shot toward Ying Cang.
The other three Ninth Level God Kings unleashed Divine Arts of their own and attacked Ying Cang together.
The Divine Arts unleashed by the four God Kings had reached this world's pinnacle. They could move mountains, overturn seas, and destroy stars.
Ying Cang showed no fear. He silently recited an incantation.
In an instant,